I donāt know how to anything but pretend. Pretend that Iām happy that Iām ok. That I donāt want to fucking die all the goddamn time. Itās so easy to act like itās all alright. Like I have my shit together. That Iām satisfied with my life. That it doesnāt fucking kill me to feel so goddam lonely all the time. And now Iām here screaming into the void. As if anyone can hear me. As if anyone actually cares.






























